Luyện nghe bài hát No One's Iller Than Me

Artist: Eminem f/ Swift, & Fuzz

Yeah...ha ha ha (BANG!), Yeah, Bizarre Kid at you
and Fuzz, and Mr. Swifty, ha ha

No one's iller me (wha?)
No one, no one is iller me
No one is than me
Mr. Swifty from the 313...

I make rappers wanna turn into
I keep hoes lickin' they
this competition and face this meanin'
Got your whole crew doing
Hell nah you ain't seen a crew
Murder whoever's between us, your heaters
it close, you can't beat us
While your whole crew treat us G's, you best believe this
I done made quadrapalegics outta non-rappin rejects
While the whole world ejects your tape, it no secret
That your shit sounds fake, you stop it my mind state
Makes it too for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate
I'm like Two-Face, I'm painful to rappers then you can
From shells, how I gotta bend 'em like route canals
I erase all trails, somethin' farther from gettin'
Makes you wanna kill an emcee yourself, you as well
Be within a 25 to life sentence, on linkin'
Horrified, and keep on frontin', and lose they bowels
Everything is foul when around, vacate now
dumb enough to try to front and escape, how?
I'm gonna take this 'gnac and drink it wild
Niggas steady fallin' in my face like crates, BLAAAOW!

It's Swifty the 313
I said no one is iller than me, unnhh!

Me and Eminem and
Drivin' down Van
Get my dick sucked at night by a fuckin' transvestite
Still on for stranglin' my boy Jason
Should be takin' my medication, it's 9 to 10 I'm
Last week old man I had to blast
'cause he tried to me out when my car was out of gas
Ripped old lady, hung her neck by a hook
Didn't realize it was my grandmother 'til I checked her
Fuckin' with the white boys got me on crack
Better explain where the hell your TVs and is at
I lost 100 pounds, I ain't been eatin' like I should
This dog in the street is sure lookin' good!
Rob this little boy in his fuckin' paper
Throwin' bottles at day care and yell "EVERYBODY GET OUT"!
My girl beat my ass and shot me in the with a 2-piece
she found out I was havin' an affair with her 10-year old niece

No one, no one's iller me
It's Kid straight from the 313
No one, no one is than me
It's Kid straight from the 313

Nobody test me, 'cause I don't wanna get messy
Especially when I step inside bitch, dick freshly
New Lugz, give the crew hugs, two mugs
Before I do drugs that make me up like flu bugs
True thugs, rugged unshaven messy
40-bottles like the fuckin' Pepsi clubs
Down a fifth, open a six
I'm on my seventh 8-ball, now I take a piss
I'm hollerin' at these hoes got boyfriends
Who a fuck who they was
I'm always takin' someone else's like Cool J does
They probably don't be anyways, do they Fuzz?
We walked up, they asses and blew they buzz
Mics get
Stab your abdomen with a hand pocketknife and spill your antacid
Sprayed your motherfuckin' up when I ran past it
Fuckin' felon, headed to hell in a
Talkin' will get you, your girl and your man blasted
Kidnapped and in a van wrapped in Saran plastic
Get your ass kicked, by these fantastic
four motherfuckers
Flashin' in front of face without the Grand Masters

Slim Shady, ain't nobody than me

I run shit like an ass legs
Massive lead to your cabbage red
Similar to your ass in a dead
Drastic spread of heads
Come to you like a bastard egg
That trash you said got you standin' on plastic
Ask the feds from past the
Rockin' the classic threads
Flashin' bread, roll the window
Bitch you got some legs, you can get 'til that ass get red
You can get 'til ass get red
you get him and him, Swift you get him and him
I'll get him and him, the other two for my nigga Eminem
writer's block, I block writers
My tighter, ante up and get your top fighters
Got fired for jumpin' the counter with a mop
Some bitch ran up screamin' GET THE QUICK!
And got kicked, now she screamin' "Stop it..."
Got clips to stop shit, rock and grab this hot shit
you shop bitch, Fuzz Scooter '97 crop pick
Sick a-ya'll niggaz lookin' at me like I got
I shoot a rocket through your
You niggaz still know the top pick?
I got bricks, lose my foot in ass
And have you shittin' bitch!
We rock shit, your fuckin' knot split
the green from Al by showin' him hot grits
(No one...)

Ain't nobody than me

It's the Mr. Fuzzy the 313
No one, no one is iller me
It's Eminem and Swift the 313
No one, no one is than me
It's and Buzz-arre from the 313

You have now 4 ill emcees!
From the of potholes and trash
We'll blast...